I dreamed last night that
Stormy,
Dayoff, and
Natas were all on crack -- in the sense of being addicted to cheap processed cocaine, not just crazy -- and that
the Jew, I, and Benjamin Franklin -- in the sense of the first Postmaster General, not just money -- staged an intervention.
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The irony is that, possibly while you were dreaming, last night I played Whitney Houston in Party Quirks.
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